This song goes hard on mute, my dick real hard, man there ain't no dispute
Sick like a dog, yeah I think that I got the flu
And it goes real hard when I go achoo
Bitch, no need to bless me, I'm already blessed up
With my whole chest up, in my jersey dressed up
Went looking for skin, but at least I fessed up
Found some way too easy, now I feel I messed up
Waited for the morning for a checkup
Got a disease from the bitch when we met up
So sick of this shit, man I'm really fed up
Gotta get over it, gotta keep my head up
Gotta keep my second head away from sewer trash
Cause now my second head has got a big f*cking rash
And all for nothing but a little quick f*ck and dash
But on the plus, at least I didn't have to pay cash
This song goes hard on mute, my dick real hard, man there ain't no dispute
Sick like a dog, yeah I think that I got the flu
And it goes real hard when I go achoo
This song goes hard on mute, my fit goes hard, yeah I got a nice suit
Went looking for someone kinda cute
But I got the opposite, now I can't compute
This song goes hard on mute, now my dick's so sick it can't even shoot
My girl got mad, so she gave me the boot
Now her dad's looking for me and I'm in pursuit
Bitch now I need a blessing, I think I might die soon
Had to get up out the room, have to wrap up this tune
Waiting for a warning sign, waiting for the right time
To make the right move so I don't go and die
Caught in a rubble, I'm in a lot of trouble
About as much as Melly? nah more like double
Yeah, I really fumbled, now I'm really humbled
As I look back and watch my world crumble
Thinking to myself, how did I get here
But in reality, it's really damn clear
So patiently, I wait so near
And I sit back and have my last beer
This song goes hard on mute, my dick real hard, man there ain't no dispute
Sick like a dog, yeah I think that I got the flu
And it goes real hard when I go achoo
This song goes hard on mute, my fit goes hard, yeah I got a nice suit
Went looking for someone kinda cute
But I got the opposite, now I can't compute
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This song goes hard on mute, my dick real hard, man there ain't no dispute
Sick like a dog, yeah I think that I got the flu
And it goes real hard when I go achoo
Bitch, no need to bless me, I'm already blessed up
With my whole chest up, in my jersey dressed up
Went looking for skin, but at least I fessed up
Found some way too easy, now I feel I messed up
Waited for the morning for a checkup
Got a disease from the bitch when we met up
So sick of this shit, man I'm really fed up
Gotta get over it, gotta keep my head up
Gotta keep my second head away from sewer trash
Cause now my second head has got a big f*cking rash
And all for nothing but a little quick f*ck and dash
But on the plus, at least I didn't have to pay cash
This song goes hard on mute, my dick real hard, man there ain't no dispute
Sick like a dog, yeah I think that I got the flu
And it goes real hard when I go achoo
This song goes hard on mute, my fit goes hard, yeah I got a nice suit
Went looking for someone kinda cute
But I got the opposite, now I can't compute
This song goes hard on mute, now my dick's so sick it can't even shoot
My girl got mad, so she gave me the boot
Now her dad's looking for me and I'm in pursuit
Bitch now I need a blessing, I think I might die soon
Had to get up out the room, have to wrap up this tune
Waiting for a warning sign, waiting for the right time
To make the right move so I don't go and die
Caught in a rubble, I'm in a lot of trouble
About as much as Melly? nah more like double
Yeah, I really fumbled, now I'm really humbled
As I look back and watch my world crumble
Thinking to myself, how did I get here
But in reality, it's really damn clear
So patiently, I wait so near
And I sit back and have my last beer
This song goes hard on mute, my dick real hard, man there ain't no dispute
Sick like a dog, yeah I think that I got the flu
And it goes real hard when I go achoo
This song goes hard on mute, my fit goes hard, yeah I got a nice suit
Went looking for someone kinda cute
But I got the opposite, now I can't compute
Sick like a dog, yeah I think that I got the flu
And it goes real hard when I go achoo
Bitch, no need to bless me, I'm already blessed up
With my whole chest up, in my jersey dressed up
Went looking for skin, but at least I fessed up
Found some way too easy, now I feel I messed up
Waited for the morning for a checkup
Got a disease from the bitch when we met up
So sick of this shit, man I'm really fed up
Gotta get over it, gotta keep my head up
Gotta keep my second head away from sewer trash
Cause now my second head has got a big f*cking rash
And all for nothing but a little quick f*ck and dash
But on the plus, at least I didn't have to pay cash
This song goes hard on mute, my dick real hard, man there ain't no dispute
Sick like a dog, yeah I think that I got the flu
And it goes real hard when I go achoo
This song goes hard on mute, my fit goes hard, yeah I got a nice suit
Went looking for someone kinda cute
But I got the opposite, now I can't compute
This song goes hard on mute, now my dick's so sick it can't even shoot
My girl got mad, so she gave me the boot
Now her dad's looking for me and I'm in pursuit
Bitch now I need a blessing, I think I might die soon
Had to get up out the room, have to wrap up this tune
Waiting for a warning sign, waiting for the right time
To make the right move so I don't go and die
Caught in a rubble, I'm in a lot of trouble
About as much as Melly? nah more like double
Yeah, I really fumbled, now I'm really humbled
As I look back and watch my world crumble
Thinking to myself, how did I get here
But in reality, it's really damn clear
So patiently, I wait so near
And I sit back and have my last beer
This song goes hard on mute, my dick real hard, man there ain't no dispute
Sick like a dog, yeah I think that I got the flu
And it goes real hard when I go achoo
This song goes hard on mute, my fit goes hard, yeah I got a nice suit
Went looking for someone kinda cute
But I got the opposite, now I can't compute
Writer: Luke Stanley
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